Monday, August 04, 2003
Community meetings suck!
Just got out of a baaaad meeting. Heck at lest the ANC 2? meetings in Logan were entertaining with the catty gay men. What made the meeting bad:
1. Snide comments from the peanut gallery
2. A fill in speaker (the one scheduled was on vacation) couldn't speak on the topic of interest and spent time talking on another topic. Meeting attendees beat the topic speaker couldn't talk about to death.
3. Peanut gallery did not show up on time missing information that they bitched about later.
4. Every speaker received hostility. Basically making sure that any future returning of said speakers is nil.
Basically tons of negativity.
What is a good meeting.
Well it started as a good meeting.
A speaker, speaking as an individual trying to get tree boxes on Q St from 1st to 3rd St talked about how she was attempting to get grant money from Garden Resources of Washington (GROW). She spoke of iron fencing and pledges she had gotten from neighbors. Then a board member of the Co-Op on Q St said that her group was already in the process for putting iron tree boxes up on her side of Q St.
Good. Informative. Civil.
Then we got on the North Capital Farmers Market (see speaker who didn't know topic). And downhill we go.
Just got out of a baaaad meeting. Heck at lest the ANC 2? meetings in Logan were entertaining with the catty gay men. What made the meeting bad:
1. Snide comments from the peanut gallery
2. A fill in speaker (the one scheduled was on vacation) couldn't speak on the topic of interest and spent time talking on another topic. Meeting attendees beat the topic speaker couldn't talk about to death.
3. Peanut gallery did not show up on time missing information that they bitched about later.
4. Every speaker received hostility. Basically making sure that any future returning of said speakers is nil.
Basically tons of negativity.
What is a good meeting.
Well it started as a good meeting.
A speaker, speaking as an individual trying to get tree boxes on Q St from 1st to 3rd St talked about how she was attempting to get grant money from Garden Resources of Washington (GROW). She spoke of iron fencing and pledges she had gotten from neighbors. Then a board member of the Co-Op on Q St said that her group was already in the process for putting iron tree boxes up on her side of Q St.
Good. Informative. Civil.
Then we got on the North Capital Farmers Market (see speaker who didn't know topic). And downhill we go.
Sunday, August 03, 2003
Drama Mamma
Drama Mamma and I are sort of back on speaking terms. Whatever.
Apparently she's doing a last harrah with hanging over at the neighbors before they ship out after selling. At the most 30-60 days and she'll have no excuse to come down the block. The taxes on the yellow house are too high to make it Section 8 (which is probably why the landlord kicked the renters out), the white guy doesn't talk to anyone, nor does the guy below him; Sandra doesn't like that crowd; the Hispanic family they are friendly but I don't see them hanging with DM; the Howard students are a heavy Jesus-loving crowd and ... nah, I don't see them hanging with her either.
Drama Mamma and I are sort of back on speaking terms. Whatever.
Apparently she's doing a last harrah with hanging over at the neighbors before they ship out after selling. At the most 30-60 days and she'll have no excuse to come down the block. The taxes on the yellow house are too high to make it Section 8 (which is probably why the landlord kicked the renters out), the white guy doesn't talk to anyone, nor does the guy below him; Sandra doesn't like that crowd; the Hispanic family they are friendly but I don't see them hanging with DM; the Howard students are a heavy Jesus-loving crowd and ... nah, I don't see them hanging with her either.
